Layla’s POV
Naomi’s face was the first thing I saw when the car window slid down. Her hair was sticking in ten different directions, like she’d sprinted out of the house.
Jesus, Layla. What are you people doing here? A board meeting?” She demanded.
Caleb’s hand dropped from the window control, and the second Naomi’s eye landed on my face, I saw the confusion hit her, her expression softened.
“Why do you look like you cried?” She asked, stepping closer.
I forced a small smile and opened the car door.
“I’m fine,” I said quickly. “We just… talked.”
Naomi narrowed her eyes at me like she didn’t buy that for a second, but Caleb stepped out at the same moment and gave her a polite nod.
“I’ll head out now,” he said. Ava, call me if anything changes.
I nodded. “Yeah. Just… let me know if
